What Lovers Do

by Jewel E. Ann

I don’t think people take enough time to be present. To appreciate life without fast-forwarding to the future. We waste so much of now in preparation for tomorrow or the next day … or the next decade. Is it really a race? Can we not slow down before we die, or even before we retire?”

But wait for me because I’m worth waiting for, and I’m not done loving you. I will never be done loving you.’”

My sun. Always the brightest star. Warm and comforting. I miss her when she’s not with me. And every day, she’s the first thought in my head, my sunrise.